The neighbors are out picking through the grass by the front porch again. I use to see them in Panasoffkee; they would flip cow patties in the air trying to get to the goodies inside. Yummy, but Sandhill Cranes are beautiful none the less.
I went wacky style because I could:t pick anything up on the other methods tonight. The bass in my lake seem to really like the Slurpie in bluegill color.
While you do get a lot of smaller fish this way, 7 in all, I do use this to target big fish that are slow to bite as well.
This Warmouth perch is just greedy, and only a few centimeters longer than the stick bait. Lily started out the evening with me, but then left fishing for a crafting date with Miss Brenda. It is wonderful to have good neighbors; she is truly a blessing.
Nice tree ladies, but if only you would put your crafting powers to a higher call, that:s right, lure making. I think they:d be great, and I could do all their field testing.
Wacky rigs do take the big ones and sometimes they are more than just a follow up. Ah, I can proudly hold my thumb up again, nice and shredded.
I still don:t get how you guys manage the selfie thing. So, one in the hall with a little help.
They seem to fight a whole lot harder with the cooler water temperatures. This one pulled drag and took me into the pads on 8 pound test, but I got him. Great way to end the day after work, and it is hard to watch tv knowing that there:s fish out there that I haven:t caught... yet.
Forty years old and still in awe of the outdoors.